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After the exam results came out, despite my less–than–ideal performance on the final subject, I was successfully admitted to a medical university in my city.
Starting from summer vacation, Matthew required me to practice some basic medical skills, such as dissection. He had me first become familiar with human anatomy, then gain practical experience by dissecting frogs, white mice, and other specimens.
I completed everything diligently. He nodded with satisfaction and told me, “The medical profession demands absolute precision. When patients lie on the operating table, they place their complete trust in your hands. There’s no room for error.”
I completely agreed with him. In my previous life, he had the same expectations for Amelie. But she would complain to me daily on WhatsApp: “These poor frogs, why do we have to practice on them? Aren’t there plenty of patients in the world? Couldn’t we just practice directly on patients instead?”
While she claimed these exercises were cruel, she was really just lazy, carelessly rushing through the work and leaving the frogs in terrible condition.
Not only did she disregard the value of life, but she would often make sarcastic remarks: “Scarlett, sometimes I really envy you. You don’t have to do any dirty work–you just stay home and spend money. Your life is so easy.”
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I thought to myself, “Someone like her would straighten up after just two days with Ryan.”
After finishing my experiment, I picked up my phone and saw a video. In it, Amelie was being forced by Ryan to lie on a bed covered with various reptiles. Ryan said, “You’re always sneaking into my bed, aren’t you? Do you have a death wish?”
Seeing snakes, lizards, and the frogs she feared most on the bed, Amelie’s legs went weak with terror. She pleaded, “Ryan, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get close to you. That night I was just drunk and not thinking clearly.”
Ryan smirked coldly, then kicked her onto the bed. “Do you think I’m stupid or blind? Weren’t you always bragging about being a model student who doesn’t drink, doesn’t go to clubs, and loves animals? If you let any of these creatures fall off the bed, I’ll burn one of your designer bags.”
Amelie lay on the bed, her eyes filled with fear, not daring to move. Venomous snakes slithered across her limbs. Looking closely, I could see cigarette burn marks on her arms—just like the ones I had in my previous life. She had become very obedient.
At the end of the video, Ryan added a caption specifically for me: “Your own sister is being tortured like this by me. Can you really stand by and do nothing?”
These days, he’s been haunting me like a persistent ghost. Every few days, he has hackers forcibly send these videos to my phone.
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I guess he wants revenge because I humiliated him in front of others that day.
He also sent threatening messages: “You probably don’t want to see her treated this way, do you? If you come personally to kneel and apologize to me, I’ll let her go.”
But this has nothing to do with me. All of this was Amelie’s own choice, and her affairs stopped being my concern long ago. The only thing I need to do in this life is learn from her mistakes, keep my distance, and never let her drag me down again.
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However, on the day I walked onto the university campus in my white dress, Amelie suddenly appeared again. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked like a homeless person–clearly she couldn’t handle the abuse and had escaped from the Bernard family estate.
As soon as she saw me, she burst into tears. “Scarlett, I truly realize I was wrong. Please, give me back my original life, will you? Life with the Bernard family isn’t fit for humans! Ryan doesn’t treat people like people at all. I really regret it, Scarlett. I want to go to college, I want to be a doctor. Can we switch back, please?”
Between sobs, she described her miserable experiences over the past two months. She said she’d been suffering terribly, that Ryan beat her every day. Her face was covered with dirt and bruises, making her look extremely pitiful. Her tears fell onto the ground at my feet, apparently trying to evoke my sympathy.
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But I instinctively stepped back, keeping my distance. “Don’t come near me. Stay away from me,” I said. “Do you think life is a game? Something you can just switch whenever you want?”
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